People see me the way I am.Dressed in black from head to
toe.People see the pain I'm in.Sorrow and heartache that
will never go.People don't hear when I cry at night.People
don't stop to think that maybe,just maybe,there might be
something wrong with me.People say things.About how I
look.or how I dress.I dress this way because I've given
up.On life.Love.Happiness.Hope.Faith.I thought he loved
me.I'm a clown in a one man circus,where everyone laughs.No
one feels what I feel.I pierce my skin with razors and
pins.No one understands.No one cares. that's why I do this
shit.to take the pain away.People see me the way I am.
Dressed in sorrow and heartache.they never stop to ask or to
wonder why.Why I do this to myself.why I'm in so much
pain.If you loved him like I did you'd do the same.People
see me the way I am.I'm gothic.so what? I walk around.in
black.because of the heartache that he can never take back.
People see me on the streets and yell somethings.I just turn
the other cheek.because their words dont hurt.not
anymore.why should I stay here? I hate this world.No one
loves me so I guess I'll go. So the whole world will know.
That he caused my death by telling me a lie.On my tombstone
it will say "Here lies Rebeccah" and then my last name.and
under that it'll have "she committed suicde because she had
this pain that she could never hide." People see me the way
I am.Dressed in black from head to toe.People see me the way
I am.Gothic. Gothic is the way I am.